The darkness that creeps across my room,
The shadows that dance and play in the gloom.
I dread the thought of me seeing tomorrow,
My heart is filled with pain and bitter sorrow.
Sometimes i wish i could just close my eyes,
Never again would I see the morning sunrise.
Night after night as i lie in my bed,
night after night I'm all alone in my head.
dark turns to light that pierces my eyes,
It fills me with sorrow as I watch the sunrise.
I get up and go on and somehow get through,
I always end up back here when the dearness creeps through.
2015
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Shadows of the Unspoken: A Collection of Dark Poetry
Poetry"Shadows of the Unspoken: A Collection of Dark Poetry" invites readers into a shadowy realm where the subconscious and the supernatural intertwine. Delve into a world where hidden fears and desires materialise in spectral verse, and the intangible b...
